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It was the third year of the restoration of the country, April 30. The soldiers of Donglu and the Shu Kingdom were bloodied in Danyang City for half a month, and finally recaptured Danyang City. cheering and singing all the way, returning to the long-lost hometown - Donglu, the joy that I can't suppress in my heart.

Before arriving at the Kyoto City Gate, there is a red carpet. Straight to the general who led the troops, Xiao Yihan, he got off the horse. stepped forward and knelt on the ground, bowed to Jun Hao, who came to greet him, and reported the military situation: "Xiao Yihan in the eastern foothills, live up to his mission and defeat Shu!" ”

The purpose of Xiao Yihan's rush from Jiangzhou was to explain to Chu Junhao. He himself planned to bring Jiang Lingyan back, and he would never ask about political affairs again. Who knew that when he arrived at the eastern foothills, he found that the whole city was on guard, and the food and weapons were quietly transported to Danyang City.

So along the way, I heard about the days of the war between Shu and Donglu. Getting closer and closer, it seems that Donglu is going to accept a bloody battle. The armistice agreement on the Fengqiu Alliance just needs to pass this cold winter. Unexpectedly, it was only a few months, and Shu couldn't wait.

Out of the psychology of atonement, Xiao Yihan still abandoned his selfish thoughts. He volunteered to be the general who led the army and went to Danyang to fight with Shu. This is still in line with Jun Hao's heart, he handed over the Danyang map that Chu Yunhong passed from Shu Kingdom, as well as some of the forward soldiers, to Xiao Yihan for disposal.

With this map, there are more than 100 warriors in the eastern foothills. Xiao Yihan was full of confidence, so on the day of April 9, he came to Danyang City five days in advance to ambush. Not only did he intercept and kill the Chen army who were helping in the middle of the road, but also set fire to their granary.

The warm and cold weather at first and the bright firelight woke up the soldiers of Shu from their sleep. They hurried to put out the fire, but it was too late. turned around and turned back to prepare for battle, only to find that the camp had been occupied by the eastern foothills. The backup troops of Shu have not moved for a long time.

"Thanks to Chen Guo," Xiao Yihan recalled this battle, and felt a little apprehensive, "If it weren't for Liang Guifei's secret decree in advance, those Chen soldiers would have annihilated us a long time ago......" Originally, Chen Guo also agreed to this war for the vested interests of Shu.

Fortunately, Chu Yunhong Feige sent a message to inform Liang Guifei, hoping that Guifei would be able to weigh the weight. After all, she has married to Donglu, and she always has to think about her husband's family. "After I return to the palace, I will definitely reward Liang Guifei well," Jun Hao never expected that Liang Yuzhen would be such a person who understands righteousness.

A glass of liquor is Chu Junhao's gratitude to all the soldiers: "All the soldiers, who did not protect their family and country, did not spare their lives, I hereby toast to the soldiers on behalf of the people of the whole city!" "Long live the emperor, Donglu has no time for 10,000 years, and Donglu has no time for 10,000 years!" The slogan chanted won the world.

The gates of the city were wide open, and the people on both sides welcomed them. kept cheering: "Long live the emperor!" General Xiao is brave! For a while, the whole city was boiling. Xiao Yihan was wearing armor, sitting on a tall horse, and stretched out his hand to wave to the people on the left and right.

At that moment, Xiao Yihan suddenly felt what it meant to return to his hometown. The triumphant heart made him flutter. At first, he stayed at the border, and he always returned victorious. It's just that the border is sparsely populated, and few people cheer and applaud him.

Looking at the crowded crowd, Xiao Yihan suddenly hoped that he could see a familiar face. It would be nice if Ah Ning was also here at this moment. In that way, you can share the joy of victory with yourself. Just took this opportunity to explain to Chu Junhao that it was just right to bring Jiang Lingyan back.

A clear sky, cloudless. The warm wind is blowing, and the water is not rippling. The winding corridor winds around the pond in the palace garden. Inside a cave moon gate, there is a "celebration banquet" specially arranged by Chu Junhao, for all the soldiers.

Garlands are shaded by willows and criss-crossed. High willow green locust, warbler song and swallow dance. Staggered and laughing. The more lively the scene, the more Xiao Yihan felt lonely in his heart. If it was a normal day, Ah Ning would definitely stay aside, looking at him with a smile.

"I wonder if General Xiao can ask for any reward?" Chu Junhao looked at Xiao Yihan's eyes, a little aimless. In fact, in his heart, he still guessed his thoughts. If Xiao Yihan was allowed to join the military department as an official, he would definitely refuse, and his heart should be in Jiangzhou at this time.

"Chen Guo has helped me a lot in this war," Xiao Yihan said with a twist, "The noble concubine should be a first-class merit!" As he spoke, he set his eyes on Liang Yuzhen. Such a celebration banquet will let a concubine in the harem be seated, which shows that this concubine is unusual.

Sure enough, Liang Yuzhen heard Xiao Yihan's praise. He bowed slightly for a while and said: "This palace is for the sake of Donglu and for the mercy of the common people in the world." A small gesture is nothing. But if the general needs anything, just tell the emperor......"

"Since Donglu and Chen Guo are like a family, I think Yan'er should also come back to me," Xiao Yihan said slowly, "This time can be regarded as Yan'er's rescue of my Donglu...... After all, she's also my cousin. I can't let her go—"

Speaking of which, Xiao Yihan's ultimate goal is actually to ask Jiang Lingyan to come back. Chu Junhao, who was on the seat, listened to Xiao Yihan's remarks, and unconsciously clapped his hands and praised: "General Xiao is very good at talking, so I don't ask for it, I want the concubine to help you." ”

These words are undoubtedly ironic, in fact, they also mean that Xiao Yihan has another lobbyist. It was Liang Yuzhen, as if he was invisibly pulling Liang Yuzhen to his side. And the two of them met as brother and sister in Chen Guo at the beginning, and Liang Yuzhen would not help him.

For a moment, Liang Yuzhen, who was present, frowned slightly. She didn't expect that Xiao Yihan would be so attentive. She had nothing to do with this matter, and last time she was mistaken for Zuo Xiang's person because she was with Zuo Xiang. Why did he inexplicably get involved with Xiao Yihan this time.

Originally, Xiao Yihan's abandonment of Sister Yan had already made Liang Yuzhen very dissatisfied. She didn't care about the presence of the ministers, so she pointed at Xiao Yihan and said loudly: "This palace is just here to participate in the celebration banquet, General Xiao speaks, there is no need to pull one by one, so as not to make people suspicious!" ”

The words came out, but Liang Yuzhen was taken aback. Since entering the palace gate, her willfulness has long been put away. If you want to anger her like this, there is only Xiao Yihan. It seems that Xiao Yihan, who was upright in the past, has become a selfish hypocrite.

The faint fragrance of the gardenia on the branches floats in the air. The petals that fell by chance happened to fall on the tips of Liang Yuzhen's hair. Her angry appearance reminded Chu Junhao of someone. No matter how long time passes, I will never forget the woman named Yan Wanning.

"Why should Yuzhen lose her temper for this trivial matter?" Chu Junhao got up gently, brushed the petals from the tips of Liang Yuzhen's hair, and then sorted out her messy hair. Then he said to Xiao Yihan slowly, "Now that Jiang Lingyan is in Chen Guo, I want Chen Guo to say that it is okay to release talents-"

Yes, why didn't Xiao Yihan think of it. Jiang Lingyan has been demoted to a concubine, and Chen Guo is in charge of life and death. He looked at Liang Yuzhen longingly, hoping that she could lend a hand. Who would have thought that Liang Yuzhen would no longer pay attention to him, but looked at Jun Hao with a smile, that tender appearance was very similar to Ah Ning back then.

The green mountains are charming, and the mountains are stacked with green. A slanting sun, crushing 10,000 points of green weed. The clouds are waving, gathering a little. Withered a pool of fallen flowers, passing the past. Who will remember the gardenia blooming in the quiet afternoon.

Pushing open the window, you can smell the elegant fragrance of gardenias. Jun Hao beckoned, motioned for Wang Lianying to help him get up, and then sat up straight. Looking at the pot of gardenias full of sunshine, he smiled slightly. As if it was, I saw another new hope.

"This year, about this year, is the last time I see gardenias bloom......" Jun Hao's voice was a little weak, he couldn't help coughing twice, and then he leaned on the soft couch and gasped. Wang Lianying, who was on the side, hurriedly brought tea for him, but was gently blocked by Jun Hao.

A warm breeze blew, stirring the soft wicker outside the window. Swallows chirp and dance in the branches, singing and dancing for the arrival of another season of spring. The green apricot in the corner of the wall is also slightly red at this moment. Waiting for the picking, a brilliant starry sky with red glow.

Since returning from yesterday's celebration banquet, Jun Hao has been feeling a faint pain in his heart. He only regarded it as a recurrence of an old disease, and did not do anything. It wasn't until I read the book for a while at night that my mind began to get dizzy. Between the eyes, it is also blurry to see anything clearly.

It wasn't until that time that Jun Hao understood. The pain of Wan Ning losing her eyes, Wan Ning used to say that she wanted revenge. Jun Hao only thought that she was blinded by hatred, and she didn't even let go of her own sisters. It turned out that the days of losing the light were so sad.

As far as the eye could see, there was a faint light of a star. Jun Hao knew that it was the afterglow of the sunset, and the smell of gardenias was blowing slowly. He closed his eyes slightly, lying on the soft couch, feeling very comfortable. He's tired, he's tired, especially today.

Colorful dreams haunted his heart. He could see the gardenia blooming on the side, and Ning'er was standing next to her with a smile. Grind and lay paper for him, serve him tea and water. Whether it's walking, laughing, playing chess, or fishing......

Ning'er's laughter, Ning'er's tears, Ning'er's anger, Ning'er's resentment. At this time, Jun Hao gathered in front of him, and Jun Hao completely understood one thing. It turns out that Wanning has always cared about herself, and after testing for so long, anyone will be tired of this thought.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Wang Lianying saw Jun Hao sleeping soundly, but she was afraid that something would happen. didn't dare to let Jun Hao fall asleep, he was even really afraid that if he just fell asleep. But there was nothing, so he simply called softly, trying to keep Jun Hao awake.

Dewy and cool weather, deep paths. The trees are verdant, and the flowers are under the moon. A pot of turbid wine contains a bit of drunkenness. The morning fog had not yet dissipated, and Jun Hao slowly walked to the Yilan Pavilion. Ning'er wore a gardenia-colored dress, reminiscent of a sleeping gardenia.

"A cool wind and falling flowers, light as ever, and listen to the prosperity is also different," Wan Ning plucked the pipa strings, word by word, singing the grievances and melancholy. Walking up the stairs slowly, gardenia petals fell. Jun Hao saw Wanning's smiling face, a little blurred.

In the blur, someone is calling his name. Jun Hao woke up from his dream sweating profusely, and he didn't forget to call the name of "Ning'er-" in his mouth. But when she saw Wang Lianying with an anxious face, Wang Lianying saw Jun Hao wake up, and suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief.

Cold sweat can be wiped away, and dreams can be eliminated. It's just that the thought in my heart, how can I forget it. Wang Lianying saw Jun Hao's thoughts, but she couldn't speak directly. He knew the bitterness in Jun Hao's heart, so he simply stroked Jun Hao's shoulder: "Lord Yuan is in the palace now, let him come and show the emperor......"

The clouds are like a waterfall, and the streamer is short. As the deadline for the dust settled, this book called "The Imperial Maid" finally came to an end because of Chu Junhao's departure. What it records is nothing more than the rise and fall of a dynasty and the death of an emperor.

However, the story of that era reveals a faint sense of melancholy between the lines. According to the later "History of the Eastern Foothills", the fifteenth emperor of the Eastern Foothills, the Holy Ancestor Dekang Emperor Chu Junhao, collapsed in the Zhengyang Hall on April 25 of Yuanhe. He died at the age of twenty-seven and returned to the royal tomb.

Around the royal tomb, large clumps of gardenias are still planted. Every year in March and April, when the flowers bloom, the petals fall with the wind. And wisps of fresh breeze, lingering around this royal tomb. Next to the mausoleum is a simple green house, and inside the green house is Yan Wanning, who is dressed in plain clothes.

Whenever the gardenia blooms, she always sits in the green house. Looking at the tall mausoleum, he was distracted, and he didn't see the last side of Jun Hao before he died. became Wanning's lifelong remorse, she stretched out her hand and gently stroked the handwriting of the stele mountain, but her eyes were blurred with tears.

"Master Yuan said that the girl will have fewer tears in the future," Wang Lianying persuaded softly, "Anyway, these eyes still have hope of recovery...... "Wanning in her later years always has sour eyes and blurred vision. Palace people often say that these are all tears shed when crying for the first emperor in the early years.

Isn't everyone having their own destiny? Wanning's fate has been doomed since she entered the palace. At that time, she was far away in Jiangzhou, just thinking about how to block Jiang Lingyan's way back to Beijing. Unexpectedly, what I waited for was bad news.

Some were in a trance, some were hesitant. When he left Kyoto, Jun Hao was still calm and relaxed, and he was handsome. How can he only leave the moon, but it is already separated by yin and yang. She stumbled and held Xianyun's hand, and when she looked at the tall Zhengyang Palace, she only felt her heart feel stuffy.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the bluffed Xianyun was taken aback. Wan Ning waved her hand again and again, grabbing Xianyun's hand, and she had time to take a breath and rest. Hearing a cry from inside, Wan Ning was stunned for a moment, and then fell to the ground.

When she woke up, all she saw was the hope she had had. The person who commanded himself domineeringly, the emperor who was high, the person who was true and false to himself. But I can't say a word to myself anymore.

Even if she scolds her, or says that she "interferes in court politics" and "murders the queen". As long as Jun Hao can be relieved, Wanning will admit her guilt. But no, the silence around was terrible, so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing.

The eunuchs and palace maids all over the ground knelt on the ground and wailed in a low voice. It's like a dark cloud full of grievances, and the slightest wind will rain showers. Wang Lianying was also full of tears, and the room was full of depression. The bell rang outside the window, and it was already night.

It's very strange that Wanning didn't cry. She didn't shed a single tear, but sat quietly at the head of the bed. looked at the man in front of him who was getting along with him day and night, and he didn't feel that a thousand words came to his heart. Chu Jun's eyebrows and sword eyes were radiant.

"You are the first person to fight against me," Chu Junhao under the moonlight looked a little cold and difficult for people to approach. Wan Ning suddenly regretted a little, she really shouldn't have come to this imperial garden in such a cold night and met the current Donglu Emperor.

In the afternoon of the slanting sun, the gardenias bloom indifferently and elegantly. Wan Ning pushed open the window and saw Chu Junhao lying on the table next to the desk. His back is tall and long, and the shadow cast by the sun also has a slight taste of admiration. "From now on, Yan Wanning will be the maid in front of Zhengyang Palace." Jun Hao's order is not to be resisted.